1. WHEN REPORTERS CALL, SEIZE THE OPPORTUNITY TO EDUCATE THEM!
2. WE NEED YOUR STORIES OF PEOPLE WITH VACCINE-PREVENTABLE DISEASES
3. STORY #1: A MOTHER'S EXPERIENCE WITH HAEMOPHILUS INFLUENZAE TYPE B
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August 21, 1998
WHEN REPORTERS CALL, SEIZE THE OPPORTUNITY TO EDUCATE THEM!

Immunization is a hot media topic. With the correct facts at your fingertips, you will
have an excellent opportunity to educate the reporter who contacts you about how vaccines
save lives, what would happen if we stopped vaccination, and other vaccine safety issues.

To help you promote the facts about immunization to the media and the public, CDC has
compiled a packet of powerful and important facts that any good reporter would want to
know before turning in her or his story to an editor.

This packet includes: (1) a cover letter written by Walter A. Orenstein, MD, Assistant
Surgeon General, Director, National Immunization Program, CDC, (2) a recent statement on
the importance of immunization by Donna Shalala, Secretary, U.S. Department of Health and
Human Services, (3) important communication points on vaccine safety and injury
compensation, (4) important communication points on hepatitis B vaccine, (5) questions and
answers related to the recent media interest on vaccine safety, (6) questions and answers
related to the recent media interest on hepatitis B vaccine, (7) a list of contact
telephone numbers and Internet sites that can be accessed to provide more information, and
(8) a fact sheet entitled, "What Would Happen If We Stopped Vaccination."

CDC also plans to distribute a 350-word article to local newspapers and magazines by the
end of August. CDC's information combined with your own knowledge will help get the
message out that immunization saves lives.

You can download this packet of immunization information from CDC's website.
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August 21, 1998
WE NEED YOUR STORIES OF PEOPLE WITH VACCINE-PREVENTABLE DISEASES

The Immunization Action Coalition is collecting stories of people who have suffered or
died from vaccine-preventable diseases. The story we have reprinted below is written by a
mother (a nurse) who nearly lost her child to a vaccine-preventable disease. It is a
gripping and tragic story, but it is stories like this one that can help us get out an
urgent message about the importance of vaccination. We believe that these stories will
also help slow down the anti-immunization movement.

Please let us know if you have personal stories, or if you know of stories that have
appeared in the media, of the suffering that occurred in families because someone wasn't
immunized. We are also requesting case reports to help us illustrate the morbidity and
mortality caused by vaccine-preventable diseases.

We look forward to sharing these unfortunate stories and case reports that can help save
lives. Please e-mail us at deborah@immunize.org (mailto:deborah@immunize.org) if you can
help us. Thanks!
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Reprinted from "Michigan Immunization Update," winter 1998.
Published by the Michigan Department of Community Health.

In 1989, the Haemophilus influenzae type B vaccine was relatively new and not yet
routine. I was aware of the vaccine's availability, but busy mom that I was, I had not yet
made the trip to the health department to get the immunization for my two-year-old
daughter, Sarah. I will always regret that bit of procrastination and the anguish that it
caused.

As a registered nurse, I felt confident treating Sarah's colds and sniffles without
calling our pediatrician. I did not become alarmed when, late one March evening, Sarah's
mild upper respiratory infection progressed to a croupy cough and fever. I gave her a
tepid bath and acetaminophen to control her fever, and to relieve her croup I transformed
our bathroom into a steam room and sat holding her until I was convinced she was feeling
better. Vaporizer at her bedside, I tucked her in with the thought that we would see the
pediatrician in the morning. I settled into bed, only to be awakened within the hour
by my worried husband. Sarah's breathing was becoming more labored and my concern began to
grow. It was clear that Sarah needed immediate medical attention in a hospital emergency
room.

As we left the house, my husband, Eric, grumbled a bit about taking a child to the
emergency room in the middle of the night, to be seen for a simple cold. It was at that
moment that I knew
what was wrong with Sarah. It was as if God wanted to override any feelings of doubt
instilled by Eric's lack of a sense of urgency. As I prepared our daughter for the
ride, I told Eric that she could be suffering from epiglottitis, a condition in which the
epiglottis becomes so inflamed that it can completely block the airway. He must have seen
the panic in my eyes, because he didn't ask questions. In moments, we were speeding toward
the hospital. The 25-minute drive seemed like hours as I watched Sarah's condition
deteriorate before my eyes. Even in the dim light of our car I could see her color
changing from pink to pale blue and then a dusky blue. Unable to swallow the copious
secretions pooling in her mouth, she began to drool. As she struggled to breathe, I began
to wonder what implements I had in my purse with which I could perform a tracheotomy.

The emergency physician confirmed my suspicions of epiglottitis. A pediatrician and
ear, nose, and throat specialist were summoned and agreed that Sarah should be taken to
surgery immediately for intubation and possible tracheotomy. The pediatrician explained
that Sarah was in serious condition most likely due to infection with the Haemophilus
influenzae type B (Hib) bacteria. Finally, he added that her illness could have been
prevented by vaccination. I was overwhelmed at the thought that my negligence caused this
to happen.

The anesthesiologist who was to assist the other physicians arrived in the emergency
department. I had worked with him on several occasions and knew him to be confident and
unexcitable. As he quickly and quietly assessed Sarah, a look of extreme concern
came over his face. He became anxious and began to pace as we waited for the staff to
prepare Sarah for the operating room. She was in worse condition than I had thought, and I
was terrified that I might lose her.

After leaving Sarah's side, I sought support from friends in the familiar Special Care
Nursery where I worked as a staff nurse. Just as Eric and I arrived on the unit, a
colleague gave us the upsetting news that there were problems in the operating room.
Sarah's throat was so swollen that they could not get her intubated. Their
last hope before doing a tracheotomy was to try an extra small tube, the size that we used
in the nursery for the tiniest of premature infants. Overcome with worry, Eric and I
headed for the chapel to pray. That is where we were an hour or so later as the surgical
team wheeled our little girl past us, on the way to the Intensive Care Unit. My eyes were
so full of tears that it took a few moments for me to recognize that she did not have a
tracheotomy. The tiny endotracheal tube had been successfully placed, and she was put on a
ventilator for respiratory support.

Eric and I sat by Sarah's bedside still fearful for her life. Blood cultures
confirmed that Haemophilus influenzae type B was the cause of her illness. The
pediatrician's admonishment rang in my ears. "This wouldn't have happened if she had
gotten the Hib vaccine." I was overcome with guilt as I watched the ventilator pump
oxygen into Sarah's tiny lungs. In addition to large doses of antibiotics, the nurses
injected her IV with a drug that would temporarily paralyze her, preventing her from
becoming restless and dislodging the airway she so desperately needed. I was
familiar with the drug, so I knew Sarah could still feel every poke and procedure,
but was unable to respond. Knowing that I could have prevented her from going
through such torture was almost unbearable.

Thirty-six hours later, the swelling had subsided enough so that the tube could be
removed, and Sarah was placed in a humidified oxygen tent. Like most kids, she showed
incredible resilience and was discharged on the fifth day. Sarah is 10 years old now and
has no memory of the terrible ordeal that her parents will never forget.

I recently began working in a pediatric clinic, and have encountered parents who refuse to
immunize their children due to fear of a severe reaction. Perhaps if these same parents
are made aware of children like Sarah, who nearly lost her life to a vaccine-preventable
illness, they will reconsider their decision not to immunize.